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dhanur visphurjayan divyam
dvisatam khedam udvahan
astraugham vyadhamad banair
Translation by His Divine Grace A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Srila Prabhupada:
Dhruva Maharaja’s bow and arrows twanged and hissed, causing lamentation in the hearts of his enemies. He began to shoot incessant arrows, shattering all their different weapons, just as the blasting wind scatters the assembled clouds in the sky.